This is a song about "Left"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Take the exit, the nearest left

Right now using my left brain

They think they bring that pain

And i'm left for the corrections,

I was playing with guns

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

Your family is left wondering why

So with your mind left exploded

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Word play, word play

Got nothing left to say

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Promises that had us left assured

Left you bitches there standing idle

Lady at the frank stand will